Six new quilt tops

22 02 2017

On my recent quilt retreat with friends, I knocked out six new quilt tops. Most were made with batik fabric jelly rolls I bought in Bali a couple of years ago, and I made the others using fabrics from my scrap stash and the excess jelly roll fabric. No patterns, just from my head or from a picture I saw. Update: I’ve now finished all these quilts and added them to my Etsy store (except the pink one — that’s been donated to the McGrath Foundation). The photos below are of each unfinished top, followed by photos of the finished quilt.

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Available on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/au/listing/583085869/green-and-black-crib-or-lap-quilt?ref=shop_home_active_4


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Available on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/au/listing/569285250/pink-and-yellow-crib-or-lap-quilt-modern?ref=shop_home_active_7

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Available on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/au/listing/569286400/green-and-white-crib-or-lap-quilt?ref=shop_home_active_3

Licorice Allsorts!

Licorice Allsorts!

Available on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/au/listing/569286664/licorice-allsorts-lap-quilt?ref=shop_home_active_2

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Available on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/au/listing/583085291/pink-yellow-and-white-crib-or-lap-quilt?ref=shop_home_active_6

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Blackwood River in flood

22 02 2017

The Blackwood River in south-western Western Australia doesn’t flood very often, and rarely in February. But the catchment area had a lot of rain in first two weeks of February and so the rivers rose. By the time I drove down to Bridgetown for a quilting retreat with friends, it was nearly at its peak. I stopped in at the park near the bridge at Bridgetown to see it — it was sure moving FAST. I also stopped at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, near the intersection with Mattamattup St, and the water was lapping the footpath. Friends who came by a couple of hours later said it was lapping at the road when they came through. This was Thursday 19 Feb. By Monday 21 Feb when I headed home, the river was back to almost normal levels.

Blackwood River at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

 

Blackwood River at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

 

Blackwood River at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bottom of Greys Hill Rd, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

 

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

 

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

 

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

 

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)

Blackwood River at the bridge, Bridgetown (19 Feb 2017)





Doing myself an injury

22 02 2017

Quilting is a dangerous hobby! The only time I’ve ever been to an ER was because I spiked myself in/near the femoral artery while quilting. Until Monday.

I had a wonderful 4-day quilting weekend away with some very special gals, and was on my final three strip cuts to finish my 6th quilt top for the weekend when the rotary cutter jumped the edge of the ruler and took out part of my thumb (end of the nail and several layers of skin) and a big slice out of my index finger (I think it would’ve been much worse had my thumb not partly stopped it on its journey). I’d made several scrap quilts on the weekend so had used the rotary cutter hundreds of times. But that didn’t make any difference.

My friend Bobbie (an ex-nurse) was able to strap the main injury to my index finger tightly and take me to hospital where we spent three hours in the ER (at least two of which was waiting, me with my hand raised). Once I was in, the medical staff checked it out, put on some stuff to stem the blood, put some ‘glue’ stitches (no anaesthetic required) in my index finger (nothing could be done for the thumb except dress it; it was mostly a cosmetic injury anyway), gave me a couple of painkillers, and instructions not to remove dressings for a week, and I was on my way.

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I’m fine. No pain at all, surprisingly, though it hurt like crazy (plus throbbing) after I did it and while I was waiting to be seen. I’m now looking online for a rotary cutter ruler guard or protective gloves (the Klutz gloves from Fons and Porter look like a good option).

Update 24+ hours later: Still no pain unless I inadvertently knock the end of my left index finger or the thumb (idiot!). No painkillers required. Slept well last night, except for being woken by a storm coming through. Feel absolutely fine, and except for some awkward movements (typing is interesting, as are other daily activities like showering and washing my hair) everything’s good. While a disposable kitchen/food prep glove works well for showering, it’s too hot for sleeping, so I MacGyvered a solution using a mini packing cube to protect my dressings while sleeping 😉

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The lack of pain is the most surprising — I sliced into a fair chunk of skin, though not to the bone as I’ve heard others do (shudder).

Update one week later

The thumb was a light injury in comparison to the index finger. Mostly, part of the nail was sliced off and several layers of skin behind that part of the nail. I think that hitting the thumb first caused the rotary cutter to slow down a tad and perhaps deviate a little, thus resulting in a less serious injury to my index finger.

Here’s my thumb immediately after I removed the dressings; there’s still some caked-on blood from a week ago, and some fluff from the dressings:

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And my index finger, looking pretty ugly on removal of the initial dressings. I’ve since dressed it again, but obeyed the ER doctor’s instructions not to remove their initial dressings for a week. The very dark lumpy bits are a combination of dried blood and the glue used to hold the skin together, in lieu of stitches. It looks far worse than it feels!

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Although the site of the cut is tender to touch, I’ve had no pain since the first few hours after doing it. I’m keeping everything dry by wearing a disposable kitchen/food handling glove in the shower and when I prep food. And will keep changing the dressing on the wound every couple of days now until it’s completely healed.

Update two weeks later

Two weeks’ on and I’d taken to exposing it to the air. I was still showering with a glove, but the dressing — if worn — was minimal and just to stop me from ripping the wound. The wound looks far worse than it it — it’s just dried blood and glue. Still a bit tender near the wound site and some lack of feeling in the side of the finger pad, which I believe will come back over time.

Update nearly three weeks later

I’d been exposing the wound to the air, water, etc. and finally the last of the glue fell off some 19 days after cutting myself — now I can see the (superficial) mark in the fingernail where the rotary cutter went! The wound site is still a little tender, and I have small areas on the side of the finger pad where I can’t feel anything, but the colour is good so it’s just a bit of nerve damage, which I believe will eventually heal and regenerate.

 

Update four weeks on

Still slightly tender but it’s coming along well!

 

Update 22 April 2017

I’ve now purchased a Klutz glove and am using it religiously! And my finger has completely healed – you can hardly see the scar. I still have a little tenderness and lack of feeling along the side near the nail, but the area is gradually getting smaller. And since I took these photos, I’ve put Super Glue on the cut part of the nail to prevent it tearing too soon.

Update late August 2021

It’s been a while since I revisited this post. I have a tiny scar on my left index finger—you wouldn’t know it was there unless you were told it was and went looking for it. But I still have some residual numbness. Not full numbness, but a different sensation in the side of that fingertip, a sort of ‘not quite all there’ feeling. It’s nothing that stops me from using the finger, but I’m aware of it every time I touch it. It’s possible that I may have permanently damaged a nerve or two and may have this feeling for the rest of my life.